"How did you know?" Hearing this, Ye Feng looked at the Blood-Devouring Mantis with a puzzled expression. They had been wandering around for half a day, but had stayed entirely within the South and West City Districts.
"Master, during the time you were away, I once brought Leng Wufeng here to purchase a batch of Spirit Grass," the Blood-Devouring Mantis quickly explained.
"I see!" Ye Feng nodded. "Then let's go take a look. Whether we can find a hidden treasure isn't important. What's important is seeing if there's an opportunity to be prodigal."
With that, Ye Feng headed directly towards the northern part of the city.
"Come take a look, everyone! Just got a new batch of goods, all obtained from Ruins in the Heavenly Dao Battlefield! Definitely treasures you're looking for!"
"Spirit Grass from the Third Layer Heavenly Dao Battlefield! Only thirteen stalks left! Miss this and you'll truly miss out!"
"Unnamed Cultivation Method and Martial Skill secret manuals, all sourced from the Heavenly Dao Battlefield! Those confident in themselves, come take a look!"
...
As soon as Ye Feng reached the area near the north city gate, he heard waves of noisy hawking cries.
A palm-sized, dilapidated Furnace Cauldron! A green battle blade, only half remaining! An unknown Spirit Grass stored in a special box capable of preventing Spiritual Qi from dissipating! A worn-out Daoist Robe covered in stains!
Arriving at the stall that had just received goods from the Heavenly Dao Battlefield Ruins, Ye Feng looked at the shabby items and felt that no matter how prodigal he was, he would never buy this stuff.
Second stall! Third stall!
When Ye Feng reached the eighteenth stall, he stopped.
"Ding! Heavenly Dao Token discovered!""Ding! Random Mission issued: Successfully purchase the old token containing the hidden Heavenly Dao Token. Mission Success Reward: 100 Prodigal Points. Mission Failure Penalty: Deduction of 100 Prodigal Points. Can be refused!"
Hearing the System prompt in his mind, Ye Feng's gaze fell directly on a palm-sized, dirt-covered, ancient-looking token on the stall. Outwardly, it just looked like a broken token forged from ordinary Spirit Ore, but hidden inside was the extremely precious Heavenly Dao Token. If not for the System's alert, even Ye Feng wouldn't have noticed it.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man dressed in a black Daoist Robe. He noticed Ye Feng's gaze fixed on the broken token that hadn't sold even after ten days, and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, thinking he had encountered a Big Sucker today. After all, even if you liked something, you shouldn't show it so obviously. None of the items on the stall had clearly marked prices; wasn't the amount of Spirit Stones entirely up to him?
But Ye Feng didn't care about any of that. His mission was singular: successfully buy this old token containing the Heavenly Dao Token. As for how many Spirit Stones it cost? Irrelevant!
"Stall owner, how much for this token?" Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man and asked directly.
"Young Master, you certainly have good taste! This token is the best item on my stall! Back when I obtained this token, I nearly died in the Heavenly Dao Battlefi—"
Before the man could finish, Ye Feng impatiently cut him off, asking again, "How much!"
"Young Master is forthright! One price: three million Low-grade Spirit Stones!" The middle-aged man held up three fingers and stated the price directly.
Hm?
However, when the middle-aged man saw Ye Feng's brow instantly furrow upon hearing the price, he grew somewhat uneasy, thinking he had asked for too much. After all, he had been trying to sell this broken token for ten days, and no one had bought it even for five hundred thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.
"Young Master, although the price is a bit high, this is definitely a good item," the middle-aged man added, bragging wildly again, preparing himself for Ye Feng to start bargaining.
"Cheap. Too cheap," Ye Feng muttered, casually tossing over a Space Ring containing three million Low-grade Spirit Stones. The Blood-Devouring Mantis, being a perceptive creature, directly picked up the token for Ye Feng.
???
He just bought it?Shouldn't he haggle?
The middle-aged man stared at the Space Ring in his hand, completely stunned. He had even mentally prepared for the price to be cut down to five hundred thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones. Who would have thought the customer wouldn't even bargain and just buy it outright!
Regret!
For some reason, despite selling it at a high price, the middle-aged man felt exceptionally regretful, always feeling like he had sold it too cheap.
"Young Master, the transaction is complete, and the item is yours now," the man said, unable to contain his curiosity. "I don't need to know what makes this token valuable, but could you give me a hint? How much did I lose out by?" The unreconciled middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng and asked directly, though he couldn't guarantee an answer.
Hm?
Hearing the stall owner's question, Ye Feng paused, thought for a moment, and said, "How should I put this... This thing is useful to me. Forget three million Low-grade Spirit Stones, even if it were three million Supreme-grade Spirit Stones, I would buy it directly without a second word."
After speaking, Ye Feng walked away with the Blood-Devouring Mantis.
Pfft!
After Ye Feng had walked far away, the more the middle-aged man thought about it, the worse he felt, until finally, he spat out a mouthful of old blood! Seemingly having profited by two and a half million Low-grade Spirit Stones, but actually having lost out on three million Supreme-grade Spirit Stones – the middle-aged man felt he couldn't bear this grievance!
Thinking this, the slightly pale middle-aged man immediately closed his stall. Glancing in the direction Ye Feng had left, a trace of Killing Intent flashed in his eyes!
"Killing Intent!" The Blood-Devouring Mantis sensed it immediately, despite being hundreds of meters away, as the man made no effort to conceal it. "Master, it seems we're being targeted by that guy."
"Really?!"
Hm? Seeing Ye Feng's excited expression, the Blood-Devouring Mantis was bewildered! Although the opponent was just trash at the eighth layer of the Violet Palace Realm, shouldn't one be angry when targeted? Why are you getting excited?!
"This is the Xuanhuan World I imagined!" Ye Feng thought excitedly. "Living in this world where the weak are prey to the strong, how can people's hearts be kind!"
"Finally encountered someone developing killing intent towards me out of greed! Otherwise, my status as a prodigal divine magnate would be an utter failure!"
"Let's go, quickly! Find an Inn, get a top-grade Guest Room, and we'll wait for him to come rob us!" Ye Feng instructed. For the first person daring to develop killing intent towards him wanting to seize his wealth, Ye Feng planned to prepare a grand gift. He felt his identity as a prodigal divine magnate was finally about to be acknowledged!
If you don't even have anyone trying to rob you, how can you deserve the title of prodigal divine magnate? Therefore, he prepared to first send the opponent a grand gift as a sign of respect, and then finish him off!
As for those he encountered in the Second Layer Heavenly Dao Battlefield after Li Fei left, who wanted to kill him – they didn't want to kill him for his wealth, they just purely wanted to kill him!
...
"Li Xiaoming, are you sure he really has three million Supreme-grade Spirit Stones?" A robust man with a knife scar on his face, having followed the middle-aged stall owner (Li Xiaoming) to the Inn where Ye Feng was staying, confirmed with him one last time before entering.